Huo Donglin glanced at them indifferently, without comforting their husband. If the art troupe had reported it in advance, things might not have been so difficult.
This group of human traffickers are good at disguise. Our team has been following them for two months and we cannot give up.
The more urgent the situation was, the calmer Huo Donglin made arrangements: "Second brother, go to the conductor immediately to report the situation and ask the crew to start checking the train tickets.
Lao San, you and I will check each car one by one. You start from this end and I will go to the sleeper car, and we will meet in time.
The rest of the people stayed behind to continue monitoring the suspect, and if the suspect tried to get out of the car, they would immediately arrest him.
In addition, the art troupe is restricted to certain activities. ”
No one raised any objections and everyone went their separate ways.
Huo Donglin walked towards the sleeper car with his long legs, scanning the surroundings with sharp and cold eyes.
No.
Still no!
The aisles were filled with passengers, and from time to time there were attendants pushing food carts and selling snacks, and it took a lot of time to squeeze in and out.
늀When he reached the last two sleeper cars, the train slowed down and entered the platform.
A loud childish voice came from the side: "Uncle Changguang, that's a human trafficker, he wants to take the weird aunt away!"
Huo Donglin pushed through the crowd and rushed in with his long legs.
Just then, I saw the man with glasses holding Guan Wenxue and preparing to get off the car. He muttered loudly, "This is my wife. She has a fever. We need to take her to the clinic now. Don't listen to this kid's nonsense."
A child was nestled in an adult's arms, with only the side of his face exposed, but his voice was extremely firm: "You said she was your wife, then what is her last name and name? Bring out your marriage certificate, identity certificate, and letter of introduction."
The man with glasses hesitated and looked away. Because his arm was held by Zhu Changguang and he couldn't break free, he was sweating profusely in anxiety.
He desperately winked at his accomplice next to him: "Mom, please think of a solution."
The middle-aged woman next to him had a dark expression on her face: "You have no husband to play house with, little brat. Don't delay my daughter-in-law's treatment. Let go, we want to get off the bus."
She deliberately puffed out her chest and bumped into Zhu Changguang's arm.
While muttering: "Catch the gangsters..."
Zhu Changguang was so frightened that he quickly retracted his body and jumped one meter away.
The train arrived at the platform just in time, and after stopping for more than ten seconds, the conductor opened the door.
The man with glasses took the opportunity to help Guan Wenxue get out of the car.
Just before stepping out of the car, the collar on the back of my neck was suddenly restrained.
"open!"
The deep voice is very intimidating.
"Who are you?" The man with glasses turned around and looked.
Just then, he met 껗's dark and cold eyes, and was so frightened that his voice split on the spot, "This, this is my wife, what are you doing?"
Before Huo Donglin could speak, he had already recognized the figure in the blue work clothes and answered loudly: "He is the man of that weird aunt. They got into the car together."
Seeing that the situation was not right, the man with glasses pushed Guan Wenxue and escaped from the train, with one foot already stepping into the air.
The next moment, the whole person was like garbage, and was lightly pulled back from mid-air by Huo Donglin. Then his hands were twisted on the back and pressed hard to the ground.
Mrs. 꿗年 screamed and turned to escape.
A shoe hit her on the back of the head, and she fell flat on her face, catching her off guard.
The flight attendant arrived late and assisted Huo Donglin in tying up the two human traffickers. The medical staff also took Guan Wenxue back for rescue.
After dealing with this, Huo Donglin looked back and found that the child was no longer around.
The child is sharp and resourceful, and he stays calm in the face of danger. He is really born to be a soldier!
Huo Donglin regretted very much that he was unable to recruit him into the army personally.
but.
"Mr. Xue, why are you here?" Seeing the unexpected important person, Huo Donglin saluted with a straight posture.
The conductor told him the whole story.
Upon learning that it was a child who discovered it, Huo Donglin was amazed and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Xue, I will definitely ask my superiors for a copy of it later."
Old Xue nodded with satisfaction, deliberately keeping the secret and not telling Huo Donglin that the child should be his, letting Huo Donglin discover the truth by himself.
Baibai refused Huo Donglin's request to send someone to protect him, and he couldn't wait to rush to the bed.
I have to tell the mother and son the good news as soon as possible. Now, in the eyes of the three of them, I should be considered a good person, right?
As soon as I walked into the carriage, I saw everyone gathered around, listening to Manman vividly describing how he and Uncle Changguang fought against the human traffickers.
It was a story of ups and downs, vivid and colorful.
The children were fascinated by the performance.
Manman finally concluded, "…this is all my mother's hard work."
Everyone in the car gave thumbs up and praised.
"Comrade Jiang, your child is really brave."
"How do you usually educate your children? Please share your experience with us."
Listening to everyone's praise, the two glutinous rice balls' admiration for their mother reached an unprecedented level.
Knowledge is power that is fully embodied in their hearts.
"I didn't expect that there would be human traffickers sneaking into the train. It's really scary."
People were in panic for a while.
Elder Xue took the opportunity to stand up and calm people down. "This group of human traffickers has actually been targeted by the special forces for a long time. They have already launched a capture operation and will not leave any fish that slip through the net. Manman, little friend, they promised to remember it for you."
Manman's eyes lit up, "Will there be a lot of bonuses?"
Mr. Xue was stunned for a moment and nodded.
Children from poor families have to grow up early. Compared to medals, banknotes are indeed more practical.
But Manman's next words were a wake-up call for him -
"In order to take us away from the evil grandma, mom had to sell her two jobs. My sister said mom woke up with red eyes the next day."
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes: "My sister and I will pick up a lot of trash in the future, make a lot of money, and never let mom sell anything again."
“…”
Jiang Ningning covered her face, feeling both touched and amused.
Son, can you please be a little more ambitious and stop thinking about picking up trash all day?
"Xia Xia will also pick up trash and support her mother." Xia Xia also expressed her determination happily.
Jiang Ningning took a baby into her arms and did not criticize them. Instead, she said, "Picking up trash also requires skills and a solid knowledge base.
For example, if you used to pick up iron sheets, if the international steel trading index continued to rise and turned green, it meant that the steel market was not yet saturated, and the iron price was expensive, so you couldn't sell it at a high price.
If you study hard in the future, your horizons will naturally broaden. By then, what others pick up will be garbage, but what you pick up will be treasures. ”
The two kids' blood boiled after hearing this.
Some of the onlookers thought that Jiang Ningning was talking nonsense, while others seemed to be thinking about something.
Mr. Xue became more and more determined to recruit Jiang Ningning into the Propaganda Department.
Before he could open his mouth, an overbearing fragrance suddenly entered his nose, and his stomach rumbled as loudly as a thunder drum.
"It smells so good, what's that smell?"
"I smell the aroma of soy sauce, the fat of meat, and the fresh aroma of mushrooms."
Everyone subconsciously looked at Jiang Ningning and her two sons.
The two cubs held the white steamed buns in their hands, their cheeks bulging from eating, like two cute little hamsters.
Zhu Changguang finished most of it in one gulp without even raising his head.
Jiang Ningning has a delicate appearance and eats in an elegant and pretty manner, and the scene is pleasing to the eye.
Holding the sauce with her scallion-white fingers, she scooped out the sauce from the jar and spread it evenly between the buns, covering them with a layer of meat and mushroom cubes.
Next, add a handful of Chinese cabbage leaves and boiled eggs. The filling is so rich that the steamed buns can hardly hold it.
What kind of magical way of eating is this?
The adults could still bear it, but the children couldn't. They ran up to it and inhaled the fragrance.
Some of the younger kids just lay on the ground and threw a tantrum, "I want meat, I want eggs."
Food is precious these days, and it’s okay that these naughty kids are ignorant, but the key is that these parents are even more shameless.
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